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I asked my father why he did it. Ever since I left with my mother, he came to see me once in high school, but he never came to visit me again. He never even called me.

I felt that he was very contradictory. I lowered my head, tightly holding my chopsticks, and didn't say anything for a long time. Everyone could tell that I was in a bad mood